our words were innocent -
whiter than snow,
awkward and slow.
now when we speak,
we risk an avalanche.
— sleeping at last
3 months ago
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What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?
What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?
when we were young
our words were innocent -
whiter than snow,
awkward and slow.
now when we speak,
we risk an avalanche.
3 months ago
our words were innocent -
whiter than snow,
awkward and slow.
now when we speak,
we risk an avalanche.
3 months ago 